Filed under: Stuff to do with Sir the next time I see him.
dynamic
I like the idea of bringing a girl to Sir and her performance being my responsibility, with negative repercussions for both of us should she fail. So, before I let him use her, I try her out myself. And, while he’s using her, I make sure she’s applying all the little things I’ve taught her about what he likes.
Lately, he and I have gotten better at meeting each other in the middle.
The last time we had sex before I left, I did some of the things he liked. I talked in the third person, calling myself “this slut” and “your girl.” I let him go harder than usual, not just respecting the different things he liked, but embracing them. He fucked me until I was totally sore. I’ve never seen him cum that hard, ever.
As a result, he’s been opening up to some of the gentler things I like. He let me sit on his lap while he brushed my hair. He’s been letting me get kind of Little when we talk and I sense him even enjoying it.
I can feel us sort of settling into this thing with each other where it’s becoming less of this is for you and this is for me and more of us finding this place where it’s just us doing us.
“I understood that in this small space of time we had mutually surrendered our loneliness and replaced it with trust.” ― Patti Smith, Just Kids.
“There’s an intimacy in listening to somebody’s lies, I’ve always thought—you learn more about someone from the things they wish were true than from the things that actually are.” ― Jennifer duBois, A Partial History of Lost Causes.
This reminds me of the notion that you’ve got to lick something to let everybody know it’s yours.
Kitty ears ^-^
“Is this what kitties do,” I asked while pawing at Daddy’s back in bed.
“Yes,” he replied, sleepily.
“What else do little kitties do?” I asked.
He went through a list of kitty activities and kitty traits, with my many interjections, and told me all about how he used to play with his kitties. As he talked, I came around to his front and curled up next his tummy.
“I think you are a little kitty after all,” he said, scratching my head.
Hi this is me expressing kitty envy for people who get to be kitties on the regular right now.
I need one of these again.
I like the unilateral attention it comes with, even if it’s often far too overwhelming for me to process.
Sir says once his schedule has calmed down in the next few weeks and I’m out there at his place, we’re going to get serious again about my training. I’m super, super nervous and really excited about the whole thing. I wish it were May already.
One thing in particular is that Sir has totally listened to my feedback and seems to be taking some really important strides in making this productive for both of us. I expressed that in the past, when he gave me tasks, I didn’t like how he sort of left me with the presumption that I’d just do them without checking in. It made me feel a little neglected, and he promised that this time he would be more active in ensuring I was doing the things he asked of me regularly.
Moreover, he promised to be a lot less lenient and to let me get away with a lot less. So, I’m super nervous and excited about that.
Eek.
I love when he takes me by surprise and calls me “little one.”